Shattered (Transformers Robots in Disguise)

Chapter 2. School

"Prepositions and conjunctions," Mr. Miller tapped the board with his ruler to emphasize his point. "-two major components in the structure of the English sentence. We must learn to wield them properly or our whole sentence will face defeat..."

I zoned off as my English teacher rattled on. I was tired-my cheek aches and my eyelids were heavy. Last night had been a late night-practically a living hell.

When it came time for lunch I was just happy to be out of the stuffy schoolroom.

"Y/N?"

Startled from my dreary world I jumped. "sorry?" I asked, looking across the cafeteria table. "What did you say Lilia?"

My black haired friend looked at me in concern. "I was just asking if you were okay. You seem off today."

"I'm fine," I put the arms in the pocket of my hooded sweatshirt-my hood was up-I always wore hoodies. Helped hide my looks so nobody at school would pick on me-especially the scar on my neck. Last thing I needed was questions getting asked.

Lilia opened her mouth to speak again but then she froze, her eyes widening as she stared past me.

"Hey Squirt!" At the familiar voice I slumped even lower in my seat. Shit. Out of all the people to bother me today....

"What do you want Brent?" I growled in an angry voice.

"I want to know what you are hiding under your hood," Before I could react my hood was ripped down and a bucket of water was poured over me by one of Brent''s friends.

"Ahhhhgg!" Shivering, I sputtered. "What the heck?" Standing up I was furious. Last night-today-I was sick of being used and abused.

I whirled around, shooting daggers at the tall boy. "What is wrong with you?"

Brent's eyes widened for a second then he laughed at me. "huh look at you trying to stand up and sound so coo-"

Before he could finish I punched him in the jaw.

Now Brent really was stunned. Slowly He wiped the dot of blood dripping down his lip "You little-"

"BRENT!"

The boy's attention was caught by a hot black-haired girl standing at the entrance to the cafeteria. She was smiling as she waved at him.

"Coming Anna," Brent smiled at her. He then made a fist and glared at me. . I was stunned as he spit right on my sneaker. "You're just like your father-both of you are dirtbag monsters."

My eyes shot wide open but before I could say another world Brent and his goonies had made their getaway. I stared after them, eyes wide. Then I glanced down at my fist.

Shoot, I should not have done that. I had punched him in anger-just like my dad had done to me. Was I turning into a monster?

"Y/N?" a gentle hand was laid on my shoulder. Turning I saw Lilia. Her eyes were wide in concern, her lips quaking. "What....what happened to your lip?"

"N...nothing," I stammered. I had to make up on how she did.... I reached up to my lip and felt globs of paste. No! My makeup had gotten all washed off with the bucket of water. Shoot....I was gonna get it.

Two hours later I ended up in the nurse's office with Ms. Stephens.

"Do you want to tell me what happened?" she asked for the third time, handing me a towel..

I was silent as I used the towel to try and dry off my sopping wet clothes as best as I could. Thank you for that Brent.

"Y/N?" Ms. Stephens spoke up softly. "Did you bang your face on the door?"

"Y..yes," I nodded vigorously. Any excuse. "Yeah-this morning i was tired and I ran into the bathroom door."

"Hmm," the school nurse did not seem plussed by my comment. Eyebrows raised, she put her hands on her hips. "Y/N I don't th-"

There was an abrupt knock on the door.

"Come in," Ms. Stephans inducted, still keeping her eyes on me.

The door creaked open and none other than my father entered.

"Y/N, I got called in from work," he looked at me with a slight frown. "Everything okay?"

"Yeah," Standing up, I shrugged. "Just got in a little fight is all."

"A little fight?" Dad looked at Ms. Stephans.

With a heavy sigh she unfolded her arms and nodded towards me."Miss Y/N here punched Brent Dennis after he poured a bucket of water on her."

"Huh," Dad looked at me. "Good for you sport-you gotta stick up for yourselves," He patted me on the soder and I cringed slightly at his touch.

"Well he had it coming," I frowned.

"Eh Hem," Ms. Stpehans raised an eyebrow at me.

Morals kicked in and I sighed. "Sorry, next time I'll think before acting."

"Good," the nurse smiled at me. "If you need anything, you let me know, okay?"

"Sure," I turned to my dad. His grip tightened on my shoulder as he led me out of the room.

"Thank you Ms. Stephans," He smiled gratefully at her. Then he "gently" led me down the hall. His breathing was in my ear and I realized there was an odd smell-oh shit. He had been drinking again.

As soon as we climbed into his blue ford pick up, I waited for the moment-for him to break. I knew he had been calm inside the school and now was time for the thunder to crash.

Silently my dad pulled the car onto the street and drove down the road. I waited and waited and waited....

Still silent.

"Well that Brent guy got what he deserved," Dad finally spoke. He grinned lopsided at me. "Did you break a tooth?"

"No," I smiled proudly. "But I did get some blood."

"That's my girl," Dad turned  back to driving-his hands jerked as he turned the wheel.

Leaning back in my seat I felt somewhat happy as I savored my dad's praise. He was not one to give it easily and yet I always strived for it day after day.

There was a loud revving from the truck. Confused, I glanced from my front passenger seat to the speedometer. We were going way past the 30 mile per hour speedlight. Now we were reaching fifty-five!

"Uh, dad," I spoke up with a little hesitation.

"Hmmm?" My dad was silent-his face red, hand jerking the wheel.

"Do you want me to drive?" I offered, knowing at once he must have had something to drink-scratch that-a lot to drink.

Since I got my license a couple months ago, I knew how to drive-but I didn't have a car yet so I rarely got to. My dad never trusted me with his old Ford but I didn't think it would hurt to offer now-especially since he was clearly intoxicated.

"No, I'm fine," My dad's hand was shaking as he lifted it to switch the radio on.

I get up, I get down and I'm jumping around

And the rumpus and ruckus are comfortable now

Been a hell of a ride but I'm thinking it's time to go

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Bang by AJR began playing.

The truck continued to speed up. My dad went to round a corner in the road when suddenly he swerved a little too much-we headed straight for a tree.

There was a crash-the world spun-airbags inflated and everything went black.